After hearing what Luo Ge said, Ying Si ignored it and just raised her eyebrows and sneered: "How dare you break into my ghost army camp alone?"

"Retreat." Luo Ge stared at Ying Si, his eyes becoming more and more unkind.

"Why do you say you want to withdraw your troops? I will withdraw your troops?" Ying Si raised his eyebrows again.

Luo Ge took off his hat and showed a peerless face and a pair of light red eyes. The eyes were either cold or indifferent.

When Ying Si saw this look, she remembered who she was.

The noble Emperor Fuyao, the ancestor of all races who have married a wife.

"It turns out to be the God. In terms of seniority, I should call you an ancestor." Ying Si patted her long sleeves, glanced at her phoenix eyes slightly, and her voice was lazy, "The God is here, I wonder what is the key to it?"

"Retreat." Luo Ge put on a hat and looked cold.

Ying Si raised her eyebrows.

Withdrawal.

She stole the tiger talisman from her father, in order to break through the borders of the mortal world, and fight against the city.

Compared with other princesses who have been addicted to their love, Ying Si prefers to hold power since childhood.

Only those who are well aware of the power of the people can rule the world, and she will do her best from the beginning of remembering to win the favor of the emperor of the ghost world, and then be able to enter the court to participate in political affairs.

Tens of thousands of years ago, she led 100,000 troops to quell the rebellion in the southern border of the Ghost Realm, and thus gained the trust of the Emperor of the Ghost Realm.

Because the emperor of the Ghost Realm never had a legitimate son, he has always had high hopes for Ying Si.

Therefore, Ying Si stole the tiger talisman that symbolized military power under the eyes of the emperor of the ghost world.

"I've been sleeping in the gods for thousands of years. I think I've never heard a word." Ying Si lowered her eyes and fiddled with the elixir on her nails, and a faint smile appeared on her lips, "That sentence is called "It's hard to contain water."

Luo Ge's face was still cold and he laughed: "Little Princess, have you forgotten that I once dominated the world, and all spirits - and even the Three Thousand Great Ways were all surrendered to my dress, let alone... just overflowing water."

“…”

Tugging the corners of his mouth, Ying Si got up and walked gracefully in front of Luo Ge.

She is tall and extremely outstanding.

Among the thousands of ghost clans, her appearance is the most outstanding and can be regarded as the stunning beauty of the Nine Realms.

When facing this emperor god with the absolute soul pressure, Ying Si bowed her head slightly, with no fear in her eyes.

"God, God, I, Ying Si, everything is good, but there is only one thing that is not good." Ying Si slowly leaned forward, and his eyes reflected Luo Ge's face.

"I followed the nature of God, and I was stubborn. I was attracted by something like this guy and was about to take it into my hand. So God gave in to Emperor Yunji." At this point, Ying Si smiled again.

The weirdness in his eyes was no longer covered and leaked out like this.

A sound of footsteps came.

Luo Ge opened his eyes widened.

It's him.

After a white light flashed, the place turned into death-like silence.

The distant spiritual world.

Royal Palace.

Qi Jiu, who was playing games with Luo Chen, suddenly felt his heart trembled, and the white piece sandwiched by his two fingers suddenly fell onto the chessboard, making a bang.

Qi Jiu reached out to caress her heart, and her eyebrows frowned slightly.

The pupils in their eyes seemed to look a little hollow.

Luo Chen, who noticed the former, raised his eyebrows: "Has Wanwan cured Yun Fan's heart disease?" He knew about Qi Jiu's things, and he also knew that Qi Jiu had been poisoned by the strange pill.

After returning to his senses, Qi Jiu shook his head, a little absent-minded.

Thinking of his feelings just now, Qi Jiu picked up the chess piece just now and landed somewhere on the chessboard, then stood up and bowed: "Brother Wang, Yun Fan has something to do, so he will leave first and play with Brother Wang another day."

Then he turned around and left quickly.

Luo Chen looked at the chessboard.

The piece that Qi Jiu just fell just now directly beat the game of chess to a dead end.

It seems that he has not been serious before and has been giving in to himself.

Luo Chen felt like he was just meeting his opponent for the first time.

His eyes were faintly excited.

But it quickly disappeared.

Why did he leave so quickly?

Are you going to find Wanwan?

That's good, Wanwan is still a little worried when she is alone outside.

As soon as he thought of this, Luo Chen looked at Qi Jiu's leaving back and became more approving.

Let’s talk about Qi Jiu’s departure, and then returned to Luoge’s courtyard.

The fact that the finger-twisting deduces Luo Ge was like Luo Ge's deducing Qi Jiu before, Qi Jiu deduces it in a fog.

The uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger. Qi Jiu turned the slogan and left the spiritual world directly, and traveled thousands of miles to the place where Luo Ge was.

As a result of entering the eyes, white bones form mountains.

They are all remains of ghost soldiers.

Blood was still flowing on the ground, and the strong fishy smell in the air was noisy all the time. There was once, perhaps just now, a fierce fight happened here.

Millions of ghost soldiers were killed.

So, what about his Susu.

Where is she?

Qi Jiu's heart was sometimes fast and sometimes slow. He gasped and, with some intuition, crossed several white bone mountains and came to a big pit.

There was a girl in black clothes covered in blood lying there.

The woman's mask was beaten to pieces.

She lay in a pool of blood, her face pale and quiet.

Qi Jiu's breathing was slightly stopped.

Under his sleeves, his fists clenched little by little, but quickly loosened.

Taking a deep breath, he took a step forward little by little.

Squat down, stretched out his hand slowly, and trembled forward.

And a little breath.

Qi Jiu reached out and gently stroked half of Luo Ge's cheek.

Half of the wall there is a piece of white bones.

The deep whiteness looks particularly terrifying in this dark corner.

Even though he was in love with the spirit bead, he could not repair his damaged face because he resurrected his corpse. Because he did not want to be pointed at by the world, this is why Luo Ge always had to wear a mask.

If she was directed as a demon, how could she make everyone surrender openly and stand shoulder to shoulder with her Ajiu?

This is also one of Luo Ge's heart problems.

She is a beauty-loving girl.

No one in the world doesn't like beauty.

"Su Su--" Qi Jiu picked up Luo Ge gently, instilled spiritual power into her, and her voice was as gentle as an action, "My little bride, it's time to wake up."

The beauty in her arms had her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her light red eyes.

When the white clothes were reflected in his eyes, Luo Ge suddenly became panicked.

Because of her mask, she was broken.

"Don't look at Ajiu, I'm ugly." Luo Ge turned his face away, his voice bitter.

Qi Jiu lowered her head and kissed her eyebrows: "As long as it is Susu, I don't care."

As long as it is you, everything is fine.

As my heart touched, my eyes turned back to the ink color, and Luo Ge choked up.

"Husband, it's good to take me home..."

"Okay, my husband will take my wife home."
Chapter completed!